Seen you following my every move, on each step of the way,
The lowering of my eyes as my head tilts and as my hips
sway
Made me conscious of my womanliness
Watched me lovingly, like a man, your look fighting away my
heart’s loneliness
Your eyes looking at my lips, yearning
Like the desire to taste the forbidden fruit-burning
You made me feel like a masterpiece
Eager to touch with an awe that never seems to cease
great one..reminds me of kamala das with respect to being bold regarding sensuality..
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